Goodbye to all my stuff – to storage. Bloke next door appeared whilst I was putting stuff in the car and offered to buy the flat! Bizarre. Continue reading Moving day!

Between 1977 and 1979 we all shared a flat and Crewe at Alsager College. Also sharing with us was another student called Ruth who none of us have seen since. Left to right: Trevor, Margaret, me, Helen. Reunited at Helen and Pete’s 40th wedding anniversary. Continue reading Reunited

Although badly damaged in the Blitz, a lot of Exeter cathedral has survived. Particularly the memorial plaques on the wall. Many people obviously went to south Devon for their health and then died. Others died in unfortunate ways like the poor woman in the picture. The other thing was the 18th century tendency to verbosity. Did they not pay by the word or did a … Continue reading Exeter Cathedral

View from above Abbotsbury Continue reading Chesil Beach

Westbound on the A35 – as well as the lorries and the middle classes carrying their houses in their backs like snails – a WWII American tank heading for the Tank Museum. Eastbound – a steam railway train. Not sure where that was headed for. Continue reading To Weymouth

I never knew vaccinations were so difficult. 4 different pharmacies and 2 different doctors surgeries. 2 jabs for one and 3 for another. £380 for both. Couple that with having to have emergency dental treatment and nothing looks exciting from this angle. Less than 2 weeks till I move and less than 3 till I leave! Continue reading And so it goes – very boringly

I had my last Pilates session yesterday (20 years), my last gym session was earlier this month (3 years) and my last choir concert in July (22 years). End of an era. And, for John, the things I will not miss about London The rubbish, the constant roadworks, the thundering skip lorries, the Car Giant car transporters, the ziggurats of the rich – constant construction … Continue reading The end of times..

Continue reading Working through my ‘to do’ list

The fabulous smell of coffee from the Brazilian cafe at the end of the road. The elderly Somali men playing dominoes in the ‘sports cafe’ next door. Two women in full purdah shouting at their kids and trying to eat ice cream through the veil at the same time. Goat for sale in the halal butchers. The reggae music shop opposite the shop full of … Continue reading Things I may miss about London.

The movers are booked, I have had my last personal training session and cancelled my gym membership. Got a parking ticket outside the gym as well but they assure me they’ve cancelled that. Onwards and upwards. Continue reading And it continues…